Den blomstertid nu kommer – Saturday Song

Den blomstertid nu kommer, sung by Uppsala Mission Church Chamber Choir

This weekend’s song is a Swedish hymn that for many years has signaled the start of summer for school children and their parents. One I heard people say they wished we had gotten to hear sung, as we once again had a school term end without parents in attendance due to the pandemic. 

Den blomstertid nu kommer (literally: Now the time of blossoming arrives) was first published in the 1695 Swedish Hymnal. And has been rewritten several times since. It is popular in both Sweden and Finland.

According to Wikipedia there is an English translation from 1978, but I fail to find the text online. Another text I should give time and thought  to translating. 

The first verse, where the Christian origin is not apparent, speaks of the time for flowers coming, the sweet summer approaching where grass and crops grow, the sun’s gentle and lively warmth reawakening the seemingly dead nature.


Den blomstertid nu kommer

Verse 1-3 of 6
1937 Lyrics 

1.

Den blomstertid nu kommer
med lust och fägring stor.
Du nalkas, ljuva sommar,
då gräs och gröda gror.
Med blid och livlig värma
till allt som varit dött,
sig solens strålar närma,
och allt blir återfött.

2.

De fagra blomsterängar
och åkerns ädla säd,
de rika örtesängar
och lundens gröna träd,
de skola oss påminna
Guds godhets rikedom,
att vi den nåd besinna
som räcker året om.

3.

Man hörer fåglar sjunga
med mångahanda ljud,
skall icke då vår tunga
lovsäga Herren Gud?
Min själ, upphöj Guds ära,
stäm upp din glädjesång
till den som vill oss nära
och fröjda på en gång!

Wikisource

Den blomstertid nu kommer, sung by Täby music classes

Den blomstertid nu kommer, sung in Öjaby Church, Växjö parish, recorded by Stacke Media

Summertime by George Gershwin – Saturday Song

Summertime with Janis Joplin live at Woodstock 1969

Tonight’s song is an old favorite of mine and one that sooner or later pops into my head each summer. Summertime composed by George Gershwin for the 1935 opera Porgy and Bess

It’s one of those songs that has been recorded innumerable times. And frankly I like several of them for different reasons, so I decided to link to a bunch of them and you can decide for yourself.

Enjoy!


Summertime Lyrics

Summertime and the livin’ is easy
Fish are jumpin’ and the cotton is high
Oh, your daddy’s rich and your ma is good lookin’
So hush, little baby, don’t you cry

One of these mornings
You’re gonna rise up singin’
Yes, you’ll spread your wings
And you’ll take to the sky
Mm, but ’til that morning
There is nothin’ can harm you
Yes, with daddy and mommy standin’ by

Summertime and the livin’ is easy
Fish are jumpin’ and the cotton is high
Oh, your daddy’s rich (daddy’s rich)
And your ma is good lookin’ (your ma is good lookin’)
So hush, little baby, baby don’t you cry

Oh, don’t you cry, oh, don’t you cry (don’t)
Oh, don’t you cry, oh, don’t you cry (cry)

Source: Musixmatch
Summertime with Ella Fitzgerald from 1968

Summertime with Janis Joplin live at Woodstock 1969

Summertime with Ella Fitzgerald and Louis Armstrong

Summertime with Lana Del Rey

Hope Is a Dangerous Thing for a Woman Like Me to Have – but I Have It by Lana Del Ray – Saturday Song

Hope Is a Dangerous Thing for a Woman Like Me to Have – but I Have It by Lana Del Ray

Tonight’s Saturday song is Hope Is a Dangerous Thing for a Woman Like Me to Have – but I Have It by Lana Del Ray

A song someone sent to me because they thought about me listening to it. At the time I felt both flattered and quite caught out. Did I really seem so depressed and struggling? I guess at the time I thought I did a better job hiding it. Then I realized how backwards hiding how I truly felt was, especially from someone who could read between the lines. So instead I got ugly honest about the darkness and received both some relief and a new friend by it. 

Since then I’ve become much better off not habitually always hiding how I am. It’s not always easy, and has the sad side effect of showing who your real friends are. But all in all I now believe it’s a better way to live than the opposite. 

I can also say it made me listen to Lana Del Ray and her poetic lyrics.

It’s unusual that a contemporary song has so much written about it, but looking up the lyrics and song links I stumbled upon several articles about it. Here’s two, one from Atwood Magazine and one from Story of Song.

Enjoy!


Lyrics

Hope Is a Dangerous Thing for a Woman Like Me to Have – but I Have It by Lana Del Ray

I was reading Slim Aarons and I got to thinking that I thought
Maybe I’d get less stressed if I was tested less like
All of these debutantes
Smiling for miles in pink dresses and high heels on white yachts
But I’m not
Baby, I’m not
No, I’m not
That, I’m not

I’ve been tearing around in my fucking nightgown
24/7 Sylvia Plath
Writing in blood on the walls
‘Cause the ink in my pen don’t work in my notepad
Don’t ask if I’m happy, you know that I’m not
But, at best, I can say I’m not sad
‘Cause hope is a dangerous thing for a woman like me to have
Hope is a dangerous thing for a woman like me to have

I had fifteen-year dances
Church basement romances, yeah, I’ve cried
Spilling my guts with the Bowery Bums
Is the only love I’ve ever known
Except for the stage, which I also call home, when I’m not
Servin’ up God in a burnt coffee pot for the triad
Hello, it’s the most famous woman you know on the iPad
Calling from beyond the grave, I just wanna say, “Hi, Dad”

I’ve been tearing up town in my fucking white gown
Like a goddamn near sociopath
Shaking my ass is the only thing that’s
Got this black narcissist off my back
She couldn’t care less, and I never cared more
So there’s no more to say about that
Except hope is a dangerous thing for a woman like me to have
Hope is a dangerous thing for a woman with my past

There’s a new revolution, a loud evolution that I saw
Born of confusion and quiet collusion of which mostly I’ve known
A modern day woman with a weak constitution, ’cause I’ve got
Monsters still under my bed that I could never fight off
A gatekeeper carelessly dropping the keys on my nights off

I’ve been tearing around in my fucking nightgown
24/7 Sylvia Plath
Writing in blood on your walls
‘Cause the ink in my pen don’t look good in my pad
They write that I’m happy, they know that I’m not
But, at best, you can see I’m not sad
But hope is a dangerous thing for a woman like me to have
Hope is a dangerous thing for a woman like me to have

Hope is a dangerous thing for a woman like me to have
But I have it
Yeah, I have it
Yeah, I have it
I have

Lyrics Source

Hope Is a Dangerous Thing for a Woman Like Me to Have – but I Have It by Lana Del Ray

Zitti e buoni by Måneskin – Saturday Song

Zitti e buoni by Måneskin

Decided earlier today that tonight there could only be one song. Whoever won the Eurovision Song Contest. Whatever I thought of it. And however late it got. 

The show started at 9 pm and usually runs late. Surprisingly, or maybe not with my night owl genes, my nine year old managed to stay awake until the end at 12:45 am. 

So here you have Italy’s “Zitti e buoni” with Måneskin (Moonshine in Danish). The title means “Shut up and be quiet”. You can read an english translation of the lyrics at wiwibloggs.

Enjoy!


Zitti e buoni by Måneskin

Believer by Imagine Dragons – Saturday Song

Believer by Imagine Dragons

I’m still in so much pain from my shoulder that I can’t use the arm, sleep, think or write. So tonight I chose a song that I truly could write a lot about. But won’t. Let’s just say it resonates strongly with me normally and even more so right now.

The corous goes:

Pain! You made me a, you made me a
Believer, believer
Pain! You break me down and build me up
Believer, believer
Pain! Oh, let the bullets fly, oh, let them rain
My life, my love, my drive, it came from…
Pain! You made me a, you made me a
Believer, believer

From Believer by Imagine Dragons

Hope everyone has a better weekend then me!

You Can’t Handle Me by Thundermother – Saturday Song

You Can’t Handle Me by Thundermother

It’s Saturday and time for a song. As you might have noticed by now my song taste is eclectic.
So tonight we’re going rock’n’roll!

Released just yesterday! You Can’t Handle Me, by the Swedish band Thundermother.

This one would probably have evaded me if not for the fact that one of my dance instructors is the director of the music video. 

So hit play and enjoy a showcase of female strength. 

Enjoy!


You Can’t Handle Me by Thundermother

Scarborough Fair/Canticle by Simon & Garfunkel – Saturday Song

Scarborough Fair/Canticle by Simon & Garfunkel

Again I forgot about my Saturday Song, maybe I should rename it weekend songs, or try to write and schedule them in advance…?

Anyhow. This week I had Scarborough Fair on my mind. Because one of the art pieces for the 13th in April Ekphrastic Challenge (GloPoWriMo for me this year) was a painting of Scarborough Harbour

I have loved this song since I was little. And I got delighted when I found a webpage who details the history of this folk song. Or more correctly the song family, dating back 300 years, that it belongs to.

So I’ll end the week and say good night with this song.

Enjoy!


Scarborough Harbour by John Law
Scarborough Fair/Canticle by Simon & Garfunkel

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